She pins my hands by my head and draws my earlobe into her hot mouth. “I’ll be right back.”
I groan. Brie’s touches, her kisses, her licks are all light and teasing as she moves down my body. It’s exquisite torture.
Then her warm tongue is wet on my tip, laving at it like a melting ice cream cone. My stomach clenches.
Brie. Her tongue. My cock.
She looks up. “It’s been a while since I’ve done this.” She’s almost apologetic.
“It’s already the best,” I breathe.
“Tell me what you want.” She brushes her knuckles up and down the underside of my shaft.
“Oh.” It’s basically a moan. “Everything. Anything.”
Her expression is almost sarcastic, and I would laugh if she doesn’t right at that moment open her mouth and suck on my crown.
“That’s good,” I wheeze.
She rewards me by doing it again. Wet, sloppy, noisy sucks, then her tongue lapping at the sensitive spot at the bottom of my head.
“Yeah,” I choke.
Her hands stroke my inner thighs, cup my balls, squeeze my ass. She smiles around my cock like she’s having the time of her life, andholy hell,it’s good.
“Amazing.”
She looks at me, eyes boring into my skull, and in one, slow pull, swallows my entire cock. When I hit her throat, she swallows, taking more of me in until her lips circle the root, all while her tongue continues to stroke me.
I’m unable to form words.
She gags, and I try to pull back, but she swats my hands away and bobs her head up and down. Saliva runs down my cock, and her hand comes up to massage it into my balls as her swollen mouth works me higher.
This is better than all my fantasies. Louder, sloppier, wetter. Her enthusiasm is palpable. It’s the hottest, dirtiest thing I’ve ever experienced as her eyes lock on mine.
Without notice, my balls draw tight. I dive my hands into her hair, tugging her off me.
“What’s wrong?” She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand
“Too good,” I rasp. “Too hot. Almost came.”
She looks down at my cock, still throbbing, licks her lips, then back up at me. “I don’t want to stop, I’m having too much fun.”
My heart squeezes. I struggle for breath.Everything. Her words mean everything to me.
“You’re killing me.”
She lowers her head back down and sucks at my tip. The pleasure verges on pain. This issonot how I intended for this to go. I was going to turnherinto the begging puddle of need.
“If you come in my mouth” —lick— “will you still be able to fuck me after?”
I fist my hand in her hair to pull her up, and do a crunch until our faces are an inch apart. “Where did that dirty mouth come from, Brie?” I kiss her, licking the inside of her mouth. Normally, I’m a one-and-done kind of guy. But lately, I’ve gone multiple rounds just to the thought of Brie. When we break apart, her lips are swollen and wet. “Yeah. I’ll be able to fuck you how you need.”
She shoves me back.
“It’ll be fast,” I warn.
“Not too fast.” She grins. “I want to enjoy myself.”
